That Day I Became A Daughter Of The Demon Lord
Episode 49's
Reon frowned. "What's? I saved you, you."
"But you also made me almost fall."
"But I saved you."
I took a deep breath, trying to temper my emotions. There is no point in arguing. "All right, thank you. Now can you let go of my hand? Your grip is painful."
He let go of his grasp, suddenly silent.
"I want to get a drink. Excuse me," I said, smiling for a moment and leaving.
He did not answer. After I got it, he was quiet. Fucking weird.
Unfortunately, the drink is gone now.
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* PoV Author *
Viona waves at the twins, as well as at Felicia, Natasya, and Miranda who will return to their respective palaces. As usual, a tea ceremony will be held next week at this palace. It has become a tradition when a princess has been officially introduced, she must hold a small event to strengthen her friendship with other princesses.
Her beautiful eyes felt heavy. Either because it was night time or the alcoholic beverage he had been drinking. Or maybe both. He tried to find a comfortable position, then closed his eyes.
Instead of falling asleep, he even thinks something. Ryan, the younger brother. He stresses to Viona that he does not like Aluna at all and will never. Ryan says he will continue to focus on turning himself into a good man. His idol is His Eminence Edgar Sair El Lucifer. Motivation sources? Princess Felicia Sair El Lucifer.
It was clear that his youngest sister loved the black-blanked girl. Viona would also love it if she was born a man. Aside from Felicia being the strongest royal single princess in hell, Felicia also had a brilliant brain. Her smile is so sweet.
Hearing Felice's confession of not wanting to have a partner made her a little afraid. Ryan's feelings will not be relieved. But he also couldn't blame Felice because it was his right to vote. Neither Ryan nor he could force it.
Tok tok tok tok
"Viona?"
The sound of a knock on the window and the call of the brother made him re-open his eyes. He was so sorry for that sound.
"What's wrong? Brother tired? Brother can share the place with me if sister is tired," Viona said in a weak voice.
Reon shook his head, setting the pace of his horse so that it could be next to Viona's carriage. "I just want to do a little experiment."
"Yep," Reon replied as he nodded. "I want to hold your hand, and please tell me how you feel."
Viona frowned. "Sister, are you drunk?"
Reon shakes. "No, I'm aware. Quick where's your hand."
The girl complied, extending her hand out the window.
Reon was silent for a moment, trying to remember how firmly he grasped Felicia's arm a few hours ago. Once felt right, he grasped Viona's arm with the strength he expected exactly the same as before. But it was only a moment after he grasped Viona's arm that the girl shouted and threw Reon's hand.
"You!!! Brother, are you really conscious or not?" Viona directly rubbed her slightly flushed arm.
Reon didn't care about it, asked back. "What do you feel?"
"Of course it hurts!" viona shouted annoyedly.
"If it's estimated by numbers, what's the pain of my grasp worth?"
"Son't you call that disturbing? It gripped sister, you have to change your words" protested Viona.
"Give up, how much is it worth?"
"Ninety-five out of a hundred. It's amazing."
Reon nodded small. "All right, go back to sleep."
Viona grumbled, choosing to return to find a comfortable position inside the carriage and closed her eyes. Her sister is weird.
Reon spurred his horse back to the front. His stomach ached suddenly, wrapped around his guilty feelings for Felice. Viona alone could not hold it for more than a second. And the pain is worth ninety-five out of a hundred.
What about Felicia? Reon clasped—ralat— grabbed his hand for more than five seconds. Jeez, it's worth it that her tiny hands are blushing like tomatoes.
Reon felt he had to give her something as an apology.
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